A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 391

Chapter 391

Third Person’s POV

“You won’t accept it? Humph!”

Dwight growled low in his throat, like an angry wolf. His sulfurous pheromones collided violently.

He glared at Melinda’s thin, pale face, his wolf cars slightly forward, about to accuse her of being narrow- minded, yet found himself at a loss for words.

Though “it’s never too late to mend,” no one says an apology must be accepted.

He sneered, his claws faintly gleaming, “What gives you the right to refuse? What?”

Melinda’s voice rose, her tone cooling.

Her voice no longer trembled, cedar pheromones carrying clear oppressiveness, “For favoring your lover and insulting your mate; for being arrogant and self–centered; for betraying your mate and being unfit to be a father; and for claiming to be a gentleman while acting like a petty person!”

Her vertical pupils shone through her tears, resolute.

Dwight, now furious and ashamed, shot back. “So I’m worthless in your eyes? Why did you try every means to mate with me then? Our mating was all your one–sided wish. I just gave in to the pack’s influence…”

“Shut up!” Melinda’s eyes turned bloodshot, her lips quivering again.

Speaking of their mating, she felt both shame and grievance.

then. And you said your wolf sensed me as your mate, which led to our relationship. If my Silverlight Pack really had

cheeks. Naturally timid, she couldn’t hold back her emotions or tears when speaking

break down in the end, stirred a fleeting,

guilt quickly

had vowed to be faithful to Willow and mustn’t feel any sympathy

her? You live comfortably in the Soulrend Pack, while Willow and I have to stay at Begonia Street. No, they say Begonia Street is to be taken back too, and my status as the pack heir has been revoked. Willow and I

“You…”

chest heaved with anger. All her composure was gone,

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and throw it at him. “You

The pillow missed him.

icy blades, “I’ve apologized. Whether you accept it or not is up

Paige grabbed

bristling with embarrassment. Paige gravely asked, her aura like a sunken log pressing into

grounds…” Before he finished, a punch with the force of a wolf’s claw swung toward his face like a gust of wind. . Dwight heard a

from the corner of his mouth tasting coppery. He spat

and gravely say, her oak–like pheromones

the apology, she lifted Dwight back to his feet, her stern expression and aura undiminished. “Do you forgive

“Forgive? I’ll kill you!”

eyes bloodshot, his vertical pupils nearly bursting, his

killing me, why should she

like trash, then slammed the door shut, the wolf–head door knocker

on the stone steps, was hurriedly helped up by the omega and pack guards Luna Chloe had